Muse
I hide you inside me
& in words visible to prying eyes
& on lines that sing
silent betrayals
& undress you until flesh
that covers you like watercress
on the hillside pond
an old man dug before my birth invites
my lips
my fingers
my fantasies.
I am a water strider
moving quickly
moving quietly
moving surely
across the surface
of your universe.
Please tell me what you think
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omg....
"I am a water strider
moving quickly
moving quietly
moving surely
across the surface
of your universe."
excellent - love your work...I hope that it's okay that I added you
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beautiful poem Rudy
wishing ya a lovely new year -
I really love the fact that you are a fan of my words--thanks...
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This is so beautiful, I truly love your writing.
whisper
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Teacher--
Just when I think I had lost poetry, I happen upon this, and remember what it means--at least, for me.
Beautiful
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Patrice,
For you to lose poetry would be the unimaginable... I am so glad you happened upon this & began to remember what it does mean... & thanks for calling me teacher...
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Old Seventy. yup, striders in the spring, and tadpoles, and the Muse pensive at the butterflies along the shore, and small flowers peeoping at the sun.
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Thanks, Lute... Someday spring may actually arrive. You have the images in your comment, at least...
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I love the image of the water strider (we call them water spiders here)...definitely can relate that to the muse. Nice to see something new from you!
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Thanks november rain... I have heard others call water striders water spiders. I was always amazed at how they could walk on water.
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The muse...sometimes like water and light in our hands... Very nicely done, poet and the image of moving across water so very effective.
~ Nicolette
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I find that the more I see about this craft, the more I feel. Feelings are the light; the water in our hands. We can not keep the light nor the flow of a stream. Thanks for this comment...
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I find that the more I see about this craft, the more I feel. Feelings are the light; the water in our hands. We can not keep the light nor the flow of a stream. Thanks for this comment...
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Very, very nice. Muchly enjoyed sir mt.
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Thanks for the comment and the applauds, Jaden... Appreciate you...
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